Ning Chen's muscles jumped violently, his eyebrows were cold, and he swept over Chen Qingzhi, Hua Rong, Shen Jianjun, and Song Que one by one.

Except for Chen Qingzhi, who wanted to speak and stopped, he just called softly, and the other three people were all pale and drooping, as if they felt guilty, and they never dared to look at Ning Chen.

"Look up." Ning Chen took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Young marshal, this matter was requested by Senior Huang on his own initiative, and a few of us ......" Hua Rong tried to explain, but before he could finish this sentence, Ning Chen was furious again.

Rumble!

Ning Chen slapped the entire sandalwood table with a bang.

Nalan Guanyin's face turned pale with shock, it was the first time she saw Ning Chen, who was furious, and she felt like a bloodthirsty beast, just one step away, and she was about to lose her mind.

Hongyao was the only outsider who didn't know, but seeing Ning Chen angry, he shrunk his neck, hugged Nalan Guanyin, and buried his little head deep in her clothes.

"Ning Chen......" Nalan Guanyin opened his mouth, but when the words came to his mouth, it was difficult to say.

Ning Chen sat upright on the chair, his movements remained unchanged, but he reminded as much as possible in a restrained tone, "You bring red medicine, go out first, when will the remaining four think about telling the truth, when will they stand up, otherwise, they will kneel to death today!" ”

Nalan Guanyin didn't dare to persuade again, clenched the little hand of the red medicine, and left the room.

Chen Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a slight palpitation in the middle, and he really couldn't bear this dull atmosphere that was difficult to breathe.

This was completely Ning Chen's aura that was intimidating them, so that the four of them all felt heavy in their hearts and tense in their emotions.

Over the past few years, whether it is Chen Qingzhi with a white horse and silver spear, or Xiao Li Guanghuarong, or Shen Jianjun, the head of the White Guard, which one is not a bloody man who regards death as home?

Which one is not Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change his face?

To put it mildly, even if they knew that they were going to die in the next moment, they would not show the slightest panic.

But every time this young marshal of his own family gets angry, whether you are the Eight Heavenly Kings or the head of the sect, you will be so frightened that you will sweat profusely, and you don't even have the courage to open your mouth to speak.

The only thing that can hold Ning Chen's aura is that the only one who can kill God Bai Qi is up.

It's a pity that Bai Qi is not there at the moment.

"When I was ten years old, I personally took him into Ning's house, and when I was eleven years old, he became my servant.

"Every time I beat him and scold him, even if I was wronged outside, when I came back and used him as a punching bag, he would always laugh and scold, and sometimes I was worried that my bones were too hard, and I was kicked by my own young master like this, what should I do if I hurt me?"

"This yellow cripple...... He is the most respected predecessor in Hetu's life, and he is also a relative who grew up watching Hetu, and he is gone now. ”

"Are you going to let your young marshal, when you think about this lame, you don't even know what direction to go?"

Ning Chen's five fingers curled up, and clenched into a fist, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.

Chen Qing felt ashamed in his heart, gritted his teeth, and was forced to be helpless, and finally hardened his head and said, "Young marshal, Senior Huang, he went to Gusu City." ”

"Sure enough."

Ning Chen was irritable, and his anger suddenly escaped, and finally he didn't say a word, got up and left the bedroom.

Chen Qingzhi realized that his young marshal was really angry, he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, this master would carry the Daliang Dragon Sparrow into Gusu City, immediately knelt and turned around, hugged Ning Chen's legs, and pleaded, "Young marshal, don't be like this, Senior Huang intends to explain, before leaving, I can't let you know." ”

"Let it go." Ning Chen opened his cavity.

Hua Rong was embarrassed and embarrassed, "Young marshal, it's too late, Senior Huang left three days ago." ”

It's too late.

These four words were like an arrow, straight into Ning Chen's heart, staggering back and forth for several steps, his face full of loneliness.

"Let it go...... Let me go outside and be quiet. Ning Chen said weakly.

Chen Qingzhi didn't dare to persuade again, and let go of his arms in a cold sweat.

Ning Chen walked out of the room and looked up at the sunlight overhead, obviously there was no wind, but his eyes were lost.

Alone, sitting alone on the doorstep.

Pull your knees and bury your head deep in your knees.

Feeling lonely.

The four people in the room stood in a row, and no one dared to squeak halfway, so they could only look at Ning Chen's back with guilt, extremely decadent, and lonely, and couldn't bear to shake their heads.

Nalan Guanyin and Hongyao stood side by side in the center of the courtyard.

I wanted to come forward to comfort me several times, but I never dared.

In the end, it was the young Hongyao, who sat beside Ning Chen carefully, took out a silk scarf in a panic, held it up with both hands, and gently handed it to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen looked at it as if it were nothing, and did not move at all.

Hongyao stiffened his arms and waited.

"I've lost my green pear, and now I'm going to lose the yellow cripple again?" Ning Chen muttered to himself, maintaining a posture from beginning to end, without raising his head.

As the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears!

It's just that it's not time to be sad.

He knew that since Huang Cripple had decided to go west to Gusu City, if he died generously, he would never return.

Many years ago, Gusu City was just a remote city located in the southwest, a city destined to have little room for development, but suddenly two swordsmen came out.

One person has a strange personality and is called Huang Lao Wei.

A person has an evil personality and is called Huang Laoxi.

The two are brothers, born on the same day and the same year in the same year, they have met to practice swords since childhood, and have practiced hard for decades, each with its own merits, and later joined forces to create the Xishu Sword Pavilion in Gusu City.

Later, the brothers turned against each other and killed each other.

After that, Huang Laoxie was expelled from Gusu City by the old monster's brother, broke a leg, and announced to the surrounding cities that whoever dared to take in Huang Laoxie would not be able to get along with him Huang Laoxi.

However, in the end, the poor cripple was personally carried into the Ning family by a certain young man of the Ning family.

Under the whole world, the deterrent power of the Ningzi signboard is definitely not enough for a Xishu swordsman who is still in the growth period to resist.

Huang Lao Wei had nothing to say.

"Huang Cripple, when Lao Tzu is free one day, I will take a trip to Gusu City for you and kill that Huang Lao Monster." ’

'Young master, I don't want to fight and kill or something, I, I like to watch the young master's scenery and be happy, and when I get married one day, I should be old, and at that time, the young master remembers to let my old bones be buried in a beautiful way, and I have no regrets. ’

'Remembered. ’

One old and one young, there was once an agreement.

When the yellow lame man's lights burn out and the fallen leaves return to his roots, he Ninghetu will personally carry the coffin, the scenery is beautiful, and he will send the old servant on the road with peace of mind.

But now......

"I know, you're all for me."

Ning Chen remembered the agreement back then, his heart was full of sadness, and he couldn't help muttering to himself, "If you do this, Hetu will feel ashamed, and in this life, there will be no peace!" ”